Pain

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Y/N's PoV
I walk into mine and Alex's small house, we have been living together for 4 months. We bought this small house because we felt like we needed to get out of the apartment we were staying in. He was once the best thing that has ever happen to me. But all of sudden he changed.

This all started the day of our 3 months together.
He was just so happy the first morning. But that all changed when he came home several hours later.

Flash:back
Alex has just left for "work" he's been out for several hours the last few days. He's never been this distant from me, he's always been nice and always open up to me.

Me and him got together exactly 3 months ago, I decided to make a big dinner. Because he did indeed make me feel like the luckiest girl in the whole world. I have been questioning why he's been so distant, so today at dinner I decided to ask him.
((At dinner))
"Good evening babe, how was work?" I ask Alex with my plan all set in my head.

"Work was alright, same as always."
"I have a question." I suddenly ask him.
"What Y/N" he said more bluntly.
"Why have you been so distant from me
We haven't been together for such a long time"

All of the sudden he throws his plate to the ground. I jump at his sudden actions.

"YOU DON'T THINK I LOVE YOU!?" I look at him with confusion written all over my face.

"DO I NOT MAKE YOU FEEL LOVED, ARE YOU SEEING SOMEONE ELSE OTHER THEN ME!? I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME Y/N. I gave you everything. I gave you a home, I gave you food. I give you everything one man can do. But you don't appreciate anything don't you!"

This was totally not what I was expecting. I knew he's been drinking. You can smell it.

"Y/N, who's this lover your not telling me about." I felt a sting on my cheek.

"Alex there's no lover! Your the only lover I have!" I felt tears trying to escape my eyes but I wouldn't let it.
End of flash back

He's been at work for the past 6 hours. I have to get dinner ready, or else my body will be full of bruises and scars even more.
In the process of making dinner Johnny Orlando's song "waste my time" came on. I started singing along with it. Alex never allowed me singing in the house. He knew I loved it but he wouldn't allow it.

I put dinner on the plate and put it on the table. I don't usually eat with Alex, he makes me feel so insecure about myself, I never felt loved by him ever since then. He's always been complaining on my body weight. He's never been happy on what I do, I write love stories about Him and I. I write songs and I give him everything of me.

What finally felt like hours, I heard the door being slam shut. That's why cue of him being home, he's always been this loud coming home. Sometimes I act like I'm asleep. So that's my plan for tonight.

I close my eyes while I hear the bedroom door being flung open.

"Y/N, did you make my dinner!" I just felt my body start shaking ever so lightly.
"Your so lazy around here, maybe that's why your so insecure, you too lazy to even go to the gym to even take 30 minutes!" His words hurt me. It's like I got hit by a bunch of dodge balls.

I felt tears prickle in my eyes. I've never cried so much in my life. He's ever been so happy about anything I do around here, he's cause nothing but pain. The ever lasting healings of bruises he as put on my body, he never wants to be happy of anything I have done.

This pain I've felt for the last 4 almost 5 months have been hell, it's been like I'm in a nightmare I can never escape. The painful words he remarked about me never gone away from my memory.

"THIS IS NOT FOOD!"

After hearing those words, he rushed back into the room and started slapping me. I just sat there and let it happen. It's not the first time he done it. I'll just have more painful memories when I go to sleep. And when my future children ask what happen. I have to sit there and tell the what my horrible boyfriend has done to me.

Deep down. I don't want this man to be a father to my future children. He doesn't deserve any of children from me, especially how he's been.

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